The Moon, chapter 6: Storm

Cold creeping up her spine, Susie knew it would only get colder as the sun set, so she had to make it quick. Kris and Toriel's house was at the northern side of town, upon a small hill overlooking the rest of town. She knew how much they cared about each other, so having the school be in such dire circumstances probably worried them both. If people can't be expected to be safe at a school, where can they? Surely, the pair would be home, right?

A short walk up to house would prove her wrong, seeing the driveway completely barren of any vehicles, and their quaint little house's door had a small, white note on it. Getting closer, she can see the note is actually held in a small paper bag that's taped to the door. Smart woman. Susie puts a hand behind the bag and examines the note.

“To Everyone:
Dear apologies, but I am not home right now, and neither is my son. Due to the events at the school this morning, I have been called to the town hall for an important meeting, and I have taken Kris with me. Who knows how long this will last, but I simply don't feel safe leaving my child alone. I hope to be home soon, however! Hopefully. So do not worry.

Regards, Toriel. <3”

Sounds like her, alright. Always put her son in front of everything. Though, that begs the question of what to do for the rest of the day. She had planned to spend the rest of the day with him, but they probably won't be out of the town hall for a while, and trespassing in two government buildings in the same day doesn't sound like a good idea. Especially considering her track record for being such a troublemaker already.

Now that she thought about it, not a lot of things are going to be open today. Most residents in this town are closely connected with each other, with this being such a small town. Maybe it would be better to head back to the house for now, wait until this whole thing blows over. But even then, what would she do there? It's not like there's many forms of entertainment in an abandoned household. She then remembers the strange, hollow spot underneath the floorboards she discovered this morning. Shortly after, the curiosity overwhelms her as it has before.

A mystery newly remembered, Susie walks away from the abandoned house, and started on her path towards the only home she's known for quite a while now. For better or worse. On the trip back, she wondered about what might've happened at the school. Did some part of the dark world spill out from the cabinet somehow? Without someone knowledgeable on the dark world like Ralsei, it could be anything. At least only one person got hurt. A shame it had to be such an innocent one, though. Of all of them, it had to be her...

Down the long abandoned road, and into the woods once more, she felt a cold wind blow across the land. Somehow, even in the thickness of the trees, she felt a dark, frozen wind hit her body. She looked upward to see a large amount of storm clouds rolling over the the sky and blocking out the sun. It was getting dark. Darker, and colder. She needed to get home, and soon. Hopefully the house would have enough insulation, and Susie would have enough blankets, to make it through the storm.

The darkness was very much becoming an issue now, though. Since the forest was so dense, it may not be as dark elsewhere, but until she reached the house she'd be in an incredibly dark area. And it was very easy to lose your way without the help of the moon or sun. She had no flashlight, either. Her leisurely walk began to turn into a full on sprint, trying her best to get to the house before anything bad happened. The wind picked up even more as snowflakes began to fall at a faster pace. Thankfully, the house comes into view shortly after, and Susie barges into the house, slamming it shut behind her. Dodged the hole in the floor this time, too. She then began to rush around the house, through the kitchen, into her room and rooms she wasn't using, and everywhere else with a window, making sure they were shut tight.

The wind battered the side of the house relentlessly, creaking loudly as it tried it's best to hold itself together. Luckily enough, the house only had a light chill to it. It was, however, getting dark inside. Before long, she wouldn't be able to see anything at all. With these few moments of light left, she ran into the kitchen again, this time looking in the oven. The racks had long since been taken out, and inside was a rusted red lantern and a box of matches, among other things. She had forgotten how long it's been since she's needed to use these, since the nights have been quite clear lately and she hasn't misplaced her flashlight since now. She hopes to find it sometime soon, since she'd hate to have to get more oil for this outdated thing.

Keeping everything in fridges and other defunct things was about the only safe option, since any normal cupboards that didn't just have the doors removed entirely were moldy and rotted. She could clean metal and plastic easily, but anything like that was well beyond saving. Striking a match and lighting the lantern, she proceeded upstairs. It's a good thing she's got a whole box of these things. It wouldn't do much for heat, but at least she could see where she's going more clearly. She reached the top of the stairs and went into her bedroom, placing the lantern softly on a small end table next to her bed. Looking under the frame of the bed found her looking at the ax of course, but behind that was a blue sleeping bag. She only busted this thing out at the worst of times.

Dragging it out from underneath the frame, she laid a blanket upon the bed in a neat fashion, then put the sleeping bag on top of that. After slipping into the sleeping bag, she grabbed an end of the blanket and rolled over with it still grasped in her hand, wrapping herself in a cocoon of heat and comfort. She wasn't sleepy, since despite the darkness it was still only a little after noon. This storm would make it hard to do anything, but staying wrapped up here and waiting till everything blew over seemed as good a plan as any. Susie blew the lantern out from her bed, and rolled onto her back, looking at the ceiling as the wind blew against her house, as if trying to blow it far, far away.
It was going to be a long day.